Aiming for the Immortal Path

If Su Twelve deliberately showed no concern for little girl Feng Fei, that would be abnormal and might be self-defeating.

In the name of caring, letting the body of the demonic cultivator exert force and bleed will instead make the other party's attention mainly focus on itself.

This bastard, is he determined to make me bleed?

The demon cultivator cursed secretly, but with a faint smile on his face, he said with a smile: "Don't worry, my friend, my disciple is injured, how can Su not care about it?"

"Just now, the body of the old guy in the distraction period of the White Bone Sect was destroyed, and the stored magic weapon was obtained by Su. Among them, there happened to be some amazing healing elixirs."

"My disciple's injuries were caused by the White Bone Sect, so it is appropriate to use the White Bone Sect's elixir to heal my injuries!"

After saying that, the demon cultivator raised his hand and waved, and a bottle of healing elixir appeared in his hand.

As soon as the bottle cap is opened, the refreshing and refreshing medicinal fragrance spreads.

Immediately afterwards, a spiritual elixir that exuded a soft light and was of high grade and valuable value flew out.

Of course, this is not a magic elixir used by monks in the distraction stage or out-of-body monks. Feng Fei has not reached the realm of cultivation, and rashly taking higher-level elixirs may not necessarily be a good thing.

However, just from the appearance, it can be seen that this is an extremely rare elixir for Yuanying monks.

A spiritual elixir enters the abdomen, and the transformed medicinal power flows,

The Demonic Cultivator flicked his fingers lightly, and the elixir flashed an arc of light, hitting Feng Fei's lips.

As the power of the elixir changed, Feng Fei's injuries were immediately repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Demonic Cultivator sent the medicine bottle in his hand to Feng Fei again, then turned around and walked out of the secret room.

"My apprentice's injury will take a few hours at a time and a few days to stabilize initially."

"Senior Sister Tang, my friend, let's... go out first?"

Gazing across Su Twelve and Tang Zhuying, the Demonic Cultivator asked aloud.

"No rush, I'm quite curious about the divine power of your disciple, so I'll just wait here for her to wake up. I shouldn't disturb her if I do this, right?"

Tang Zhuying smiled and shook her head slightly. At the end of her speech, she asked the Demonic Cultivation Body.

It was obvious that a decision had been made in mind, and it was not a real inquiry.

The Demonic Cultivation Body was startled at first, then smiled and shook his head, "Don't bother, of course I won't bother!"

"Su is also very curious about this matter, and his friends must be the same way. We might as well wait here together."

Tang Zhuying chose to wait in the cave. As his nominal master, it was naturally difficult for him to leave.

With that said, he took the opportunity to send an invitation to Su Twelve.

With Tang Zhuying around, he definitely couldn't touch Su Twelve, but he didn't want Su Twelve to leave his sight.

If I can't go back and try to get the true treasure, I don't know how old I will be.

Su Twelve immediately smiled and said: "That's fine. I'm also interested in learning more about this legendary divine power."

The source of divine power was mysterious, and it was related to his disciple. Even if the Demonic Cultivation Body didn't suggest it, he would still find a reason to stay.

Seeing that Su Twelve agreed, the Demonic Cultivator turned to look at Yu Wan'er who was standing aside.

Before the Demonic Cultivator's body could say anything, Yu Wan'er hurriedly whispered: "Uncle Su, since you and the two seniors are here to take charge, and Junior Sister Feng's situation is no longer serious, then I... will take my leave first!"

"Yunge Sect still needs to do a lot of things. It's all up to Junior Brother Yi to take charge. I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it all."

After saying that, Yu Wan'er nodded slightly when she saw the body of the demon cultivator. Without hesitation, she turned around and left the cave as if running away.

Although Yu Wan'er was also very interested and very curious about the gods and divine power mentioned by several people.

But as a Nascent Soul cultivator, facing the existence of the out-of-body period and even the distraction period, Yu Wan'er felt great pressure.

Even the few people present deliberately restrained their aura and pressure. But the slightest movement by a few people was like a small boat in the vast sea facing the huge waves.

It can be said to be physically and mentally exhausted!

In this situation, no matter how curious she was, she just wanted to stay away.

As Yu Wan'er retreated, the three people in the cave didn't say anything more.

They each found a place, crossed their legs and bent their knees to meditate, waiting for Feng Fei to wake up after his injury stabilized.

The three of them didn't wait too long, only half a day passed.

In a closed room.

With a sob, Feng Fei opened his eyes with difficulty.

His injuries were serious and he was far from fully healed.

But the power within her body returned to balance, her physical injuries were temporarily suppressed, her consciousness regained control of her body, and she woke up.

At the moment Feng Fei woke up, the three people in the hall opened their eyes at the same time, stood up and looked in the direction of the secret room.

In the room, Feng Fei also paused to continue healing, staggering out of the secret room and walking to the hall.

His eyes quickly swept across the three people in the hall, and finally landed on the body of Su Twelve Demonic Cultivator.

"Feng Fei thanks Master for saving his life!"

He bowed his hands and said thank you respectfully.

He had just fallen into a coma, unable to control the power within his body, or even his injured body.

But she was always conscious, so she naturally knew how to stabilize her injuries.

However, Feng Fei's eyes flickered slightly when facing the body of demon cultivator and addressing him as master. The tone of his speech was even more cautious.

When she and Su Twelve embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, she was still a little girl who was ignorant of the world.

In Huanxing Sect Baiyun Mountain, he spent a long time following Su Twelve.

At least, for her who was still a mortal or even a low-level monk at that time, every day was very long.

Therefore, she is also the most familiar with Su Twelve, the master.

For the body of the demon cultivator, Wan Jianyi and others can slightly detect some clues. For her, she only needs a glance to tell whether the person in front of her is really her master.

But she is not stupid. The other party acts as a master, which means that he must have a close relationship with the master.

Pointing out the other party's identity is not a good thing for herself and the master!

The most important thing is that she has always had an almost blind trust in her master. She firmly believes that her master will not be in trouble, but for some reason, he cannot show up temporarily.

The body of the demon cultivator smiled and said: "You little girl, when did you learn to be polite to your master!"

From the beginning, he knew that the nominal disciple in front of him had doubts about his identity.

After all, the person in front of him has a very close relationship with the main body.

But he didn't care. What he needed was just an identity that could reasonably be active among the Leizhou cultivators.

The demonic body continued to ask with concern: "How do you feel about yourself now?"

Feng Fei lowered his head slightly, his attitude still respectful.

"Thank you for your concern, Master. I feel much better now. I just need to continue to retreat and rest for a while, and I should be able to recover completely."